More than forever.

My conscious life.  Really. Is no more than the blink of an eye. In the grand setting of time.  Of course, I’m an octogenarian. Which is relatively old and long for a guy. Such as me.   But if this is all I get. It ain’t much. When measured against the rest of time.  No more than a blink.  Still, the blink is better than nothing. Though I’d rather have several blinks.  More time to get it right. Forever? No. No.  Knowing lackadaisical me. I'd need more than forever. --Jim Broede